Wild.

Harry. Styles. Those two words make so many guys jealous because they know as they sleep with their girlfriends they are dreaming about having me fuck them. That's the way of my life. Everything. Is. About. Me. End of story. Period. Exclamation point. Done. I want the cameras back on me, and I know exactly how I'm gonna do it. I'm going to create the biggest scandal ever. It's the perfect time to do so, so get ready because this is going to be the summer to break rules, and fall in love? I never thought she would be entering the picture. This changes everything. Me plus her equals catastrophe divide that and you get two teenagers who perfectly in love and utterly Wild. **+15 for mature content {language, sexual scenes, etc}** Continuation of the Meet Me In Battersea Park stories, exemplified as Harry's story.

13. Intervention

I held onto Cricket's hand as I leaned on the hospital bed. She still hasn't woken up. Why isn't she waking?

"Harry, you need to get some sleep," said Niall as he stepped into the room.

"No, she'll wake up soon," I muttered. My eyes were still wet.

"You won't be any good to her if your tired," he said and I figured he was right.

I didn't want to admit that though. I kissed her fingers and then sat up. "I'm going to the cafeteria."

Niall put his hand on my shoulder, "I'll call you if anything changes."

I nodded before heading towards the elevator. The doors opened and I leaned against the back wall, crossing my arms and letting my eyes drift shut.

The doors were closing but I heard them stop. I looked straight and saw Shiloh's hand stopping the door and then entering the elevator.

I rolled my eyes, "Please go annoy someone else."

"Harry, I'm not trying to act like a mother, but I am one. When are you going to finally settle down, like the rest of the band?"

"Never," I muttered. "Maybe you have forgotten, but Shiloh, I never rest."

"Actually no, Harry I didn't forget. I could never forget the things I learned from you, the things you've taught me."

"That you teach Niall. Tell me Shiloh, how many sex positions did you teach him. The perfect way to pleasure you? Did you tell him that you come the fastest when you are spooned?"

"Stop," she breathed.

"Why? He's the one fucking you, not me. Not anymore."

"Harry you wouldn't know how many times I dream about you fucking me at night."

I exhaled, scoffing. "Whatever. You've picked who want."

"Yes, I'm happy to be with Niall, but even he knows he could never replace you."

I swallowed. "Like I said, Shiloh, go annoy someone else."

The doors opened and I headed towards the cafeteria. I poured coffee into a large cup and grabbed a granola bar. Paying for my order I sat at a table beside a window. It was sunny outside, the weather didn't fit my mood.

"Harry," I turned and saw Shiloh again.

"For fucks sake," I rolled my eyes.

"I know you don't want to listen to me, but understand that girl up there is new to everything. You taught me, and it almost killed me, don't let the same happen to her. Please, don't let what happen to me happen to her. Not after Louis, she'll be crushed, destroyed, all because of a expired boy band."

I looked out the window, my lips moving to a straight line. "Okay," I muttered.

"Don't mess this up, Harry. You're a good guy, don't let the drugs take over your life."

I swallowed. "They won't take over my life."

"So you are going to let her abuse them?"

"Shiloh, I didn't know. She wanted to experiment when we had sex the first time."

Her eyes widened. "She was a virgin? You fucking asshole. You could have hurt her when you were under the influence."

"I know, Shiloh, I know! I hated myself afterwards. So I told her we would never do it again. I don't know why she took the drugs this time."